Xiaochen saw diagrams of cities razed, populations culled, all meticulously recorded as 'resource management' for the Taixu Palace. The smiling faces of the children in Kota Fajar, their innocent belief, flashed through his mind, twisting his gut.
"This is an abomination," Xiaochen grated, his black veins throbbing visibly against his pale skin. His hands clenched, Pedang Neraka shivering with his suppressed rage. "A universal lie. A cosmic crime."
"And the architects of this crime stand here, in these names," Ye Cangtian confirmed, his voice chillingly calm. "The very emperors who rule your current world, their descendants, they uphold this same pact. The Taixu Palace ensures it. It is a legacy of betrayal, passed down through the bloodlines."
Xiaochen felt his Hell Core burn, a cold,
